Page 34 of Fated In Blood

But all he did was stroke his fingers through my folds, hissing when he discovered how soaked I was, then plunging them into his mouth and sucking them clean. “Fucking perfect. Why the fuck are you better than anything I’ve ever tasted?” Again, his fingers stroked, his tongue licked, eyes dilating until the gold disappeared and his pupils blew wide.

“You’re like a drug, little monster.” His words were slurred. “A fucking perfect drug. I’m going to lick you clean now. Don’t you fucking move.”

He released me and slid down my body, stopping only to undo my empty thigh sheaths and toss them to the side before hoisting my leg up over his shoulder. By the time I realized what he was doing, he had one hand flattened over my belly, his mouth on my pussy, and I was fucking lost, riding a rollercoaster of sensations that threatened to rip me apart.

This was too much, too overwhelming, shivers of pleasure and power and aching emptiness rushing through me as I strained to raise my hips, trying to get…more, even though the sensations were already more than I could take.

“Please. Please, Blake.”

He chuckled then went back to licking, his tongue stroking through my folds with broad, sure strokes, lashing across my clit when I least expected him to, which only ramped up the tension coiling inside me. I ripped through grass until my fingers sank into dirt, trying to hold on, to ride out this cresting need that kept building with no end in sight.

“You want to come? Ask me nicely, baby vamp.” His tone was soft, his lips even softer, and his fangs…little nips of pain only punctuated the utter decadence of this intimacy, puttinga dangerous edge on our lovemaking that I never imagined existed.

The nickname didn’t register, only that he would finally release me from this prison of aching need. “Please, Blake. Please let me come.”

This time, when he licked up through me, he sucked my swollen nub into his mouth and pressed down with his fangs. I came so hard my body bowed off the ground, his mouth working me hard, licking like a man possessed.

I’d orgasmed plenty before, always by my own hand.

This was nothing like that. This was achinglyreal.

I willingly disappeared into that tempest of sensation, letting that rolling wave swallow me up, letting myself tremble helplessly in my enemy’s hands while his mouth worked me relentlessly, my mind blank as I shattered into a million pieces.

I exploded like a dying star, a crescendo that blinded me, stole my breath, took away every thought. I wasn’t even sure I was still alive, nothing but shaking, sweaty muscles in the aftermath of a cataclysmic explosion.

I was still piecing myself back together when he kissed his way up my body then dragged his knuckles down my cheek. “Are you okay? That was pretty…intense.”

“I’m…”What? So fucking inexperienced I’d just had my mind completely blown? “That was incredible,” I finished lamely, even thoughwordscouldn’t begin to describe the absolute destruction I’d just experienced. “More than incredible, actually.”

You are an idiot, Evie.

“Feeding makes sex more intense. Since this is all new, things might be a little…” A slow smile crept over his face until it became a lopsided grin. “Much. But you’ll get used to this life. I’ll teach you, help you learn. You can…”

I laid my fingers over his lips.

I didn’t want to talk about my new life. Didn’t want to think about how everything had changed. HowI’dchanged.

Didn’t want my enemy to tell me how I was going to end upjust like him.

I pushed up and kissed him, tasted that smile that seemed like such a rare thing, our lips moving together until I couldn’t breathe. I tasted myself on his tongue, then my hands were twined in his hair and I was exploring his mouth, swallowing every throaty groan. Heat ignited between us again, quicker this time, burning hotter with every stroke of his tongue against mine, every brush of his fingers as he greedily explored my body.

Another crescendo built inside me, and this time, I craved more than his fingers, more than his tongue. I reached between us and stroked him, dragging my fingers along his hard, engorged length. I moaned at the thought of him shoving all of this—his cock—deep inside me.

I was so tired of beinggood.

Tired of living my life by everyone else’s goddamned rules.

His shining lips crashed into mine, tasting of salt and musk, his tongue giving no mercy as he plundered my mouth like he owned me. Every muscle in my core clenched tight enough that needy ache came roaring back.

I wanted that tightness to shatter like glass. I wanted Blake to ruin me until there was nothing left.

I broke our kiss. “I need you inside me. I want to know what you feel like.”

Power. This was only about power, I told myself. I wanted to taste his power in a different way. I wanted to feel him inside me, like his blood was inside me. “I want to drink from you while you’re fucking me.”

Yes, that made perfect sense in my head, even when nothing about this was logical.

“Are you sure? You smell like a…” Blake stared down at me, eyes heavy as I ground myself against him. He lowered his weight onto me, my back sinking deep into the soft grass. “Are you a virgin? Because if you are, we should go slow.”

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